9. Siara

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As if ,My heart comes right at my throat, making it hard to breathe in the same air as him . His lips two inches away from mine. I'm-- I'm in Daksh's arms. The perfect boy , college's charmer, handsome as hell and my Savior. I don't know if he's doing all this on purpose because he likes teasing me but this strange feeling in my stomach for him is killing me . Maybe it's just because he's a boy so his touch feels different . It makes butterflies dance in my stomach .

"D-daksh wh-what are you d-doing "

"Trying to learn " he says and stop overthinking siara. He's just super comfortable with you . Do not take it otherwise.

"Okay" I smile and place my hands on his shoulders . His body is so strong comparing to mine .

"Like this " he says pulling me closer . My throat goes dry and instantly I push him away. He lets go .

"Yeah- go do that to her"

"Okay" he chuckles and I add "but be gentle with the girl"

"I'll try to"

" ohh and I---" walking towards the bed I pick up the bag I have, inside is a sweatshirt I bought for him "got your Diwali gift "

He looks surprised and takes out the shirt instantly . It's white coloured with super soft fabric. He pulls his shirt over his head removing it completely . My lips go dry seeing him shirtless . My toes curl and what the hell is even wrong with me ? "He's daksh, Siara , he is Daksh ." I remind myself . His abs look like they've been carved onto him like stone. He has tattoos all over his arms . One is at his left shoulder . It is something in Spanish. It has red flowers surrounding it and it's an immensely beautiful tattoo .

"What does that mean ?" I question as he gets into the sweatshirt .

"I'll tell you someday" he smiles looking at himself through the mirror.

"I'll get a tattoo too" I casually say.

"Where" is his first questions and he almost snaps at me asking that .

"H-here" I utter pointing at my waist .
"No- Absolutely not" he deadpans .

"But why??"

"Because it will hurt like hell"

"Then here" I point a little higher under my top .

"Where to be exact " he smirks

"Daksh, shut up " I throw a pillow at his stupidly handsome face .

"But why??" He imitates me .

"Because it will hurt like hell when my dad comes to know and he, you know---so stop talking to me like that "

I don't know what has gotten into him recently but I'm taking it like he's just in a mood to joke around mostly .

"Like what rabbit" he throws an arm around my shoulder .

"Like you're--- you're flirting with me"

"Maybe I am because you're beautiful " he states and my heart goes like a fire cracker . He shouldn't be saying that to me .

"Eres Mia " he states walking outside . The same old Spanish he keeps saying to me . "Will you ever tell me what that means ?"

He looks at me and smiles again " te adoro mi amor"

"Shut up daksh" I snap and he laughs .

I'm so gonna learn that language soon and then I'll come to know what goes on through his mind .

"Wait for me "I follow him through the hall .

" FUCK YOU KING " I stop in my tracks freezing when I hear it coming from a room .

Daksh and I exchange glances .

"That's not how you talk princess " a calm yet daunting voice.

"Well that's exactly how I'll talk to you King because you deserve it, get the fuck outta my face you MORON"

" Oh my god that's heer" I whisper and he grabs my wrist " let them be"

"But daksh---"

"Let them be rabbit" he practically drags me away when I hear fading voices "do not touch me ,no leave me ---king !! Leave me !!"

"What's wrong with you" I push him away.

"There is something called personal space rabbit "he utters as we stroll to the terrace . The hall is filled with guests so we head up where my eyes land at Reyansh sitting near a huge pile of fire cracker cartons with his eyes fixed at his phone .

He gives me a glare saying "go back Miss Raichand or you'll get scared"

"Shut up Rey" daksh takes me away on the other side .
"What's personal space between King and Heer , everybody knows what he did to her " My voice breaks at the end .

"But do you know the whole story?"

"I don't need to know anything, he's toxic and I hate people like him . I hate those who think he's right"

"Nobody is saying he's right sia"

" I just-- just hate him daksh , I hate him and I hate people like him . That guy over there " My finger points at Reyansh's face " I tolerate him because he's your family and our moms are friends with each other . I can't stand people who hurt others no matter why they do it .Those who inflict pain on other people's body and leave scars on their souls ,I HATE THEM"

His face turns into a stone , jaw clenched and his fingers dig into my arms . He blinks a few times and speaks up "I know , I'll try to stop king"

"Thank you " I sigh as he drops his hands .

"I got you something" he digs a hand into his pocket taking out a small box which lights up once he opens it . There's a pearl pendent inside . With the silver chain, a small pearl is set in the middle of it.

"Happy Diwali Mi Amor " he hesitatingly looks at me and I instantly turn around . Maybe I was too harsh ,maybe I went too far just because he listens to me. Putting the pendant on my neck, he secures the lock as I mumble " I'm sorry "

He bends closer to whisper in my ear "don't worry , I'll handle everything that comes in between us " breathing down my neck he looks into my eyes .
What did he say ?

Between us ?

His lips are again a few inches away from mine making chills run down my spine . My throat dry , words refusing to come out .His face is so naturally flawless . In the background the sky turns multicoloured because of the firecrackers. Luminous lights make his face change colours under it .

" On a scale of one to Prince fucking Charming, how magical is this kiss going to be?" I hear reyansh . We both turn our heads in his direction and he states " what are you waiting for ?"

"Shut up Rey " he moves away from me but I still stand there holding the pendant between my fingers and trying to figure out what just happened? I need to stay away from Daksh because things are changing.

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